The table exploded into pieces. Moreover, the Desert Eagle Jimmy that had not even been touched was blasted apart along with it.

"You're dead!" Jimmy roared.

He had not risen to lead the notorious Razor Crew in the City of Hope by being ordinary. He was a Dark Count, which, by Holtrien's martial standards, placed him at the martial saint level, and at the peak of martial saint at that. He was only a thin line away from a martial emperor.

The muscles beneath his suit swelled enormously. With a